Steve's face lit up with a happy grin at Bucky's agreement. He was always happy to find something new to do with Bucky. "Natasha will mock me about something regardless of how well I learn to speak Russian, access or no. It'll give her something new to mock me about other than my taste in clothes or how badly she thinks I kiss." It was her way of teasing her friends, he realized early on, finding something relatively harmless to poke at the people she genuinely liked.
He's not sure how long her would be able to stand driving in a car day after day but for now the prospect of seeing new places or rediscovering old ones together was enough of a draw. Steve raised a single eyebrow at Bucky's easy agreement to his terms. There was something in Bucky's eyes that told him their little race wouldn't just be a straightforward one. He did one final stretch, then crouched down into position. "When you're ready at the count of three." He declared.
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Date: 2015-08-02 04:04 pm (UTC)He's not sure how long her would be able to stand driving in a car day after day but for now the prospect of seeing new places or rediscovering old ones together was enough of a draw. Steve raised a single eyebrow at Bucky's easy agreement to his terms. There was something in Bucky's eyes that told him their little race wouldn't just be a straightforward one. He did one final stretch, then crouched down into position. "When you're ready at the count of three." He declared.
"One...two...three." And then they were off.